The glow is only for a moment.

Time that had stood still began to flow, and as the first rays of the morning sun pierced the night, the dead woods burst into new life.

Tang Yuan sat down on the ground, stunned and stared at the blade next to her cheek, which was only half a finger away from her.

She looked at the young man along the edge of the sword - his face was pale, his figure was shaky, and before Tang Yuan could speak, Ling Qianshan threw his sword and fell head-on, and happened to fall into Tang Yuan's arms.

Judging from the state, he is much more embarrassed than her.

But he won.

"Tang Yuan, you said before that you killed all the people in Tangjiabao......" Ling Qianshan gasped desperately.

It was indeed a surprise to deceive Tang Yuan with a false trick, but the reason why he was able to deceive him was that in the final analysis, Ling Qianshan's sword did show a momentum that was unprecedented.

Therefore, Ling Qianshan only felt that his eyes were constantly darkening, and he was about to faint in the next second, and the words he said were like mosquitoes, which sounded blurry. Even so, he still raised his head with difficulty and whispered to Tang Yuan:

"I guess, you lied. ”

"Why do you say that?" Tang Yuan asked softly.

She was also a little tired, but not to the extent of Ling Qianshan. But Tang Yuan didn't push him away, instead, she hugged Ling Qianshan and let him lean on her shoulder.

Probably, this is the limit of what people who are not good at expressing tenderness can do.

Ling Qianshan looked at Tang Yuan, and he saw that the strips of cloth that Tang Yuan used to cover his face were scattered a lot due to the fierce battle just now, and his fair skin was loosely exposed, and a touch of crimson could be vaguely seen.

He wondered if if she would revert back to her timid form if he reached out and ripped off all the strips of cloth at this point.

He still wanted to live, so he didn't.

"Because a person who is full of revenge, after slaughtering the entire sect and getting revenge, his character will definitely become very terrifying, and he will no longer be able to treat people gently, right-senior sister. Ling Qianshan said.

This is the first time that Ling Qianshan has called Tang Yuan his senior sister.

"Huh. Where am I gentle? It seems that you like to be abused. Perhaps to hide his shyness, Tang Yuan deliberately waved his fist in front of Ling Qianshan.

After being wrapped in innate vitality, it is like a thunder god hammer, and I don't want to take a second hit.

Ling Qianshan smiled bitterly: "Because I am still alive, this is the best reason." ”

Of course, the most important thing is that Ling Qianshan remembered that he had heard about Tangjiabao from Ling Meixiang, and he talked about it when he was chatting about the anecdotes of the rivers and lakes:

During the period when all the people were practicing behind closed doors, Tangjiabao seemed to have been invaded by outsiders.

Among them, the intruder poisoned all the elders with medicine, so that the practice was forced to be suspended, and many people broke out of the door for this reason, and Tangjiabao was also sluggish for a while.

At that time, the whole thing was heard as a joke, because it stands to reason that the sect that is the best at poisoning was actually poisoned? This is a joke in itself.

Now, combined with Tang Yuan's words, if you think about it carefully, you can only come to one conclusion.

There are no jokes to tell.

"The person who was drugged in the first place should not be the class teacher. Ling Qianshan said slowly and precisely.

Tang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and admitted his statement: "Master is not good at poisoning. ”

"So, what was your mood at that time?"

"......" Tang Yuan looked at him in surprise, confirming that Ling Qianshan was serious, she raised her head to look at the white sky, and the forest was silent for a while. After a long time, Tang Yuan was embarrassed to say, "I forgot." ”

"Huh?"

"This kind of thing ......" Tang Yuan flicked Ling Qianshan's brain, fortunately she didn't use the innate vitality, she pushed away the young man in her arms, "Who will tell you!"

Ling Qianshan smiled dryly, lying on the grass, looking at the dawning sky, from dark blue to light blue to hazy smoke gray, the clouds on the horizon were gradually infected by the blood-like red, and they drifted away in the wind.

Under the rising sun, Ling Qianshan laughed loudly, and with the last strength in his body, he grabbed the scroll that had always been tied to his waist and threw it into the air.

The dirty scroll spun and jumped to the highest point, and with it the pages were lifted, and the pages were scattered in the forest like goose feathers and snow.

One of the pages falls at the foot of the teacher's edict.

Ban Shi Zhao picked up the pages of the book, only to see a little pen and ink on the paper, drawing a woman's figure, dressed as a knight in a big red cloak, holding a black iron saber, heroic and fluttering, and then looking at the other pages, there are ink portraits on it, all of which are white drawings of cavalry.

Before the young man's eyes, the bloody night reappeared.

Go back in time.

At that time, he knew nothing, and he was reading in the study in the backyard to pass the difficult time before going to bed, when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves in front of the door. At this time, a guest came to Lingling Qianshan and felt very surprised, so he lit the lamp and walked out of the courtyard.

The sluggish Ling Qianshan realized that the houses that had been lit up in the past were brightly lit, and every household did not sleep, allowing the strange depression to envelop the entire mausoleum.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Ling Qianshan was puzzled, and just as he wanted to find someone to inquire about the situation, he saw his companion who was usually by his side hurriedly running over, still holding a long sword in his arms.

Bandang stuffed the long sword into Ling Qianshan's hand. Ling Qianshan looked down, and the words of Tianyou Ling came into view. Of course he knew this sword, at the moment when the Ling family sword and his father disappeared, this secondary sword was a symbol of the Ling clan's supreme power!

"Take this sword and don't let go of your hand no matter what!" said Bandang, who changed his previous respectfulness and commanded sharply.

Ling Qianshan nodded subconsciously, and felt something different in an instant.

"Why did you give me this sword, what is the situation now......"

"No matter what happens, don't come out!" Companion only left this sentence, then raised his long sleeves and gently pressed Ling Qianshan's chest.

At that moment, the boy seemed to be swept by the wind, and the whole person flew sideways, crashing directly into the study.

Ling Qianshan rolled on the ground a few times before stopping, and he sat up in disbelief, not feeling any pain.

Ling Qianshan hesitantly looked at his companion who was still standing in the courtyard, and for a while he couldn't correspond to the image of being obedient and polite behind him in the past with the identity of a warrior at this time.

In the old days, when chatting, he did say that he was a famous chivalrous man in the south of the Yangtze River, but Ling Qianshan didn't believe it at all, and he thought that the other party was selling melons, and he boasted about it, who would have thought that the casual gossip was actually true? !

But when it was clear that he didn't want to explain anything, the long sleeves waved again, and the door to the study closed abruptly.

Ling Qianshan rushed to the door and wanted to knock the door open, but from the window he saw that Bandang made a move, three or four stone grinding discs, flying straight from the stove house to the front of Bandang, and Bandang erected the stone mill with his backhand, and pushed them to the door and window of the study one by one, firmly blocking the study.

This kind of high-grade kung fu that lifts weights lightly and is lucky can only be used in the realm of Lu Cun.

Ling Qianshan pushed and bumped, and the door that the stone mill was holding against did not move at all. He didn't understand why his partner did this, or why until now, no one had been discharged from the hospital to check on the situation.

But then, the answer was uninvited, mixed with the smell of blood.

"Feather Army, charge!"

With the crisp and awe-inspiring sound of orders, the earth trembled, and a group of black-armored cavalrymen rushed into the courtyard wrapped in red cloaks and raising sabers.

They seemed to ignore their companions, and swept straight past him, scattering in a standard stormtrooper formation into the other rooms.

Ling Qianshan looked at the splashing blood light through the gap in the stone mill of the window, and listened to the sound of watermelons falling and rolling on the ground, only to feel that his brain was blank. Occasionally, a few short screams were heard, which allowed the atmosphere of terror to spread.

Whether it was a husband, a maid or a member of the Ling family, they were all indistinguishable from each other at this time, and they were slaughtered cleanly.

In Ling Qianshan's stunned eyes, a woman rode to the garden. She grabbed the reins and stopped in front of her companion who was standing in the garden.

"The Lingjia sword is in the hands of Qianshan, and I hope that the princess will not draw snakes. Bandang pointed to the study.

The woman dismounted and said unhappily: "Are your Ling family all carved out of a mold, and even the taste of speech is almost the same." ”

"It's the head of the family who teaches well. Companion replied in a deep voice.

Time seems to have come to a standstill here.

Accompanied by a slight swaying figure.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ling Qianshan actually felt that there were seven or eight companions in the courtyard, surrounding the women.

And the woman made only one movement, she bent down and drew her knife.

The cold light of the sword cut off all the phantoms.

Time began to flow again, and the companion was still standing in place, a smile on his face. Between his neck, a streak of blood appeared, which gradually became distinct, until the entire skull fell off.

The woman's face was full of solemnity, she walked to the headless corpse and squatted down, raised her companion's hand, and saw a few green threads wrapped between her fingers.

As if the other party was still alive, he said in that extremely deferential tone: What is the difficulty of being able to take away the hair and the head?

The woman's face grew more and more ugly, she withdrew her saber, glared at her companion's corpse viciously, and finally stood up and walked into the darkness.

As he himself said, he is indeed a famous knight. But Ling Qianshan didn't know what his name was, what his identity was, what his past achievements were, and why he hid the Lingfu under the protection of the Lingfu, and Ling Qianshan probably never knew it.

There are many, many more such anonymous names.

All of them died in the bloody night of the sound of horses' hooves, without exception.

I don't know who knocked down the candle flame, and the flame in the mausoleum became bigger and bigger.

The night is boiling.

Ling Qianshan's memory seemed to have some kind of fault at this time, he completely lost his reason, roared like a beast and slammed into the door, again and again, poking and stabbing desperately with his sword. finally rushed out of the study, only to see that the cemetery was full of messes, and the raging flames burned everything.

The people he knew, the things he knew, all the illusions he knew about the world that remained, were destroyed that night.

Ling Qianshan sat sluggishly kneeling in the middle of the ruins.

Then, as best he could, he drew all the people who broke into the house and hung them around his waist as a scroll.

Until today.

Ling Qianshan finally scattered this scroll in the forest.

It's not that he has forgotten this history, but that he has the self-confidence to dare to face all this for the first time.

"Whew!"

A wolf howl, as if in the prelude to the young man's determination, the vigorous white wolf figure flashed, knocking down Ling Qianshan, who had finally stood up, again.

Ling Qianshan smiled chicly.